Title: "The Periodic Table Has Nothing On This"
Warnings/Spoilers: I'm just borrowing. *sighs* Ryan Murphy took them home first. A drabble.
Summary: Brooke and Sam are a bit explosive.
Brooke and Sam could've launched a world war with the barbs they threw left and right, day in and day out. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out; it just took a high school chemistry teacher. One day, during a test, Brooke and Sam managed to get into it somehow; during her tirade, it just clicked, and Glass grimaced on the inside without showing she understood. She wondered from that point on just how long it would take to figure it out themselves, until then, she braced herself for some more fire fights along the rocky road.